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by Bowser, Nancy


  Nicole interrupted. "How would they even know which markers are there?"

  "They created most of them and they keep records of every thing," Joel answered and continued. "The process of gathering of memories is called an upload. Then they are able to take that information and download it into another brain through the reverse process."

  "So my memories along with the pictures of those memories were placed inside Megan's brain," she thought out loud.

  "Yes. Through the download, she can access information like memories, facial recognition, frequented places, schedules, and intimate details about your life. She can calculate your mental processes and is even able to judge your emotional responses to some extent."

  "That's how she's able to function in my life."

  Joel's mouth curved in a half-smile. "There is one thing she doesn't have," he said in a conspiratorial tone. "She doesn't have your heart. I believe that is why they were so upset when you disappeared. I imagine that you were to be taken alive so that they could remove your organs and transplant at least one of them into Megan. This would activate cellular memory which would be a booster to your memories that were downloaded into her, and would help her to function more effectively as you."

  "This just gets better and better!" Nicole sighed. "I'm not even going to ask what cellular memory is. I just hope they never find me!"

  Joel suddenly seemed to become aware that he may have said too much. "I'm sorry if I have caused you despair, my dear Breeze. Please forgive me. I get so caught up in the wonder of all high level technology and its abilities that I forget to be sensitive."

  "That's ok. I guess it's good for me to know what I'm up against. It all seems to go back to my trust in God. I know that He's for me and I don't believe that He's done with me yet. 'When I am afraid, I will trust in God!'" Nicole declared then asked, "Are you going to tell me about the technology they are using now?"

  "Oh yes," Joel answered. "The most common approach now is to implant a small computer chip inside the brain. Then they remove the lenses from a person's or clone's eyes and replace them with lenses that have another computer chip implanted in them."

  "You mean like how they remove cataracts by removing and replacing the eye lenses?"

  "Basically yes. With wireless capabilities, there is no longer any need to connect that person up to a computer. They are simply able to connect directly to the implants. They can see everything the person sees and does through the lenses of their own eyes, and even record most of their thoughts through the chip in their brain.

  "One of the most disturbing things about this is that most of the victims have no clue that this exists within them. The newest implants do more than just record information. With this technology, they can control their 'slave.' They can interrupt sleep patterns. They can also upload thoughts into their minds through subliminal, unseen words or images that are flashed into their eyes and minds. They can talk to the slave who believes that they must obey the voices inside their head. And they are able to download the desired info straight into the subject, such as a clone."

  Nicole covered her face with her hands. When she looked up again she said. "This is all so disturbing. My heart is breaking for these people! What can we do for them?"

  "Good question. That is what we are trying to determine and accomplish. There are two factors involved here. The people and the clones. When Sam gets back, we'll talk about the next step in rescuing them."

  Nicole caught her breath in surprise. "You're thinking about rescuing the clones?"

  "Yes, dear girl. I believe that even though they were created outside of the womb, they are created beings that the Lord loves and who are being held captive by the evil one," Joel answered. "Unless He tells us differently, we will strive to fulfill the great commission and the Lord's command to rescue those who are perishing and who are being led to the slaughter. We will do all we can to bring spiritual as well as physical salvation, hope, healing and freedom to them as well as to the people."

  "I can see that I need Jesus to work on my heart in the area of the clones."

  Out loud, Nicole prayed, "Lord Jesus, I don't know what to think about them. But one thing I do know is that anger, hatred, bitterness and unforgiveness are not a part of Your Kingdom, and I confess that I have harbored these things in my heart towards Megan. According to Your Word, I commit to forgive her for stealing my life away from me even though I don't feel like it. I choose to forgive her from this moment on. I ask You Jesus to forgive me as I forgive her. I renounce anger, hatred, bitterness and unforgiveness. I ask You to renew my mind and give me Your heart and mind for her and for every clone. I ask for Your compassion, grace and mercy, and even love for them. I choose to put on these new truths every time I feel the old emotions. In Jesus Name, Amen."

  Joel smiled. "Well done, Breeze. Now, do you have any other questions for me?"

  "Just one that I can think of right now, sir. You've mentioned my family and have specifically asked about my mother. This may be a silly question, but do you know her?"

  "Not specifically, no. I knew her programmer. And your family has been carefully tracked for generations because of the prophecy."

  "What prophecy? Oh, I do remember Sam saying something about that. It was something about a girl who loved God so much that as she obeyed Him, He would crush Satan under her feet. I remember because that's one of my favorite verses."

  Joel raised one eyebrow as if waiting for her to finish.

  When he remained silent, she said, "It's hard to think of my mother being subjected to the occult and having a programmer."

  "Nicole," Joel asked. "Who do you think is the fulfillment of the prophecy?"

  She looked at him with a question in her eyes, and then realization began to dawn upon her mind. "Joel, I know what you are inferring, but that just can't be!"

  "You, Nicole. This prophecy was about you. That is God's plan for you."

  "I believe that is God's plan for every one of His people, not just me," she replied.

  "I agree, but this prophecy was speaking of a specific plan and purpose. You have been raised up for this purpose. Can you deny that?" Joel asked.

  "How can I accept or deny it when I'm not even sure what specific purpose you are talking about? I believe that every time I'm obedient, Jesus crushes Satan under my feet. I am going one step at a time and every step I take weakens the enemy. Just think how much he would be crushed, bruised or subdued if every believer understood that concept!" Nicole stated.

  "I agree with you, Breeze, and that is why you have been chosen for the purpose of undermining and destroying the hold that Satan has on the millions of people who are entrapped within the occult and Illuminati prison, not to mention the zillions entrapped in any of Satan's snares. I'm trying to help you see the larger picture here. This is a big purpose, and it requires many who are willing to be obedient. But there is something specific that God has set you apart to do."

  "I'm not opposed to that purpose and I agree with it and will do whatever God calls me to do. I just don't see how that has anything to do with a prophecy about me."

  "You asked me about your mother. I don't know her, but I did meet her. In fact, I met you as well."

  Nicole's eyes opened wide in shock. Before she could say anything, he continued.

  "Your mother's programmer and I were having lunch. He told me the story about this little girl who had such great dissociative abilities that she went through the rituals and the wedding ceremony without any drugs. That is virtually impossible! The Illuminati had been tracking your bloodline because of the prophecy, and when you were tagged because of this unusual phenomenon, several top Illuminati officials attended the wedding.

  "My colleague told me that many in that coven had felt another presence in the room, and in the days after, many had visitations from angels of Light and were questioning their allegiance to Satan or Lucifer to the peril of their own lives.

  "I had heard of the ancient prophecy, and after he
aring this story, I insisted that I meet you. It was set up, and we met at the park. Your mother was there sitting on a bench reading a magazine and watching you play on the swing. I didn't speak much to her, just asked if I could push you. She agreed. The moment I looked into your eyes, I knew that the prophecy was going to be fulfilled. I knew that Lucifer was not the creator and that his kingdom was going to fall. And I knew in that moment that I had been serving the wrong master."

  "That's a lot of faith to put in a little girl. What if I had not chosen God?"

  "I didn't think that far ahead. And it wasn't like I was putting faith in you. No! That is not what I meant at all! I'll try to explain.

  "It was as if when I looked into your eyes, I saw Jesus. Whether you chose Him or not wasn't the point. The point was that He suddenly opened my eyes like He did Saul's on the road to Damascus, and I knew that I had been on the wrong side. I knew that you would have to be tested and tried, and it broke my heart because I knew what you would go through. But when I left the park, I never went home.

  "I left the country, changed my identity and my spiritual allegiance, and then got to know the One True God. I was thirty years old at that time. After thirty years, I came back as a retired professor like I told you before. I reconnected with those officials that I knew were trustworthy and have been working underground against the plans and people I used to promote and work with. I have kept track of you and longed for the day when I would be able to meet you again."

  Nicole's eyes were misty with reminiscent tears. "I do remember that day. I remember a nice man pushing me on the swing and making me feel special. A good special. As I grew up, on nights when I was afraid to go to sleep, in my mind and sometimes in my dreams, I would be with Jesus and He would push me on a swing. It always made me feel loved and comforted. I guess He used you to emulate His love for me."

  Joel wiped his eyes with his handkerchief. "You have no idea how that blesses me."

  Nicole went and knelt at his feet and placed her hands over his. She looked up into his eyes and said, "Now I understand what I was feeling last night when I first met you. I believe that God has bound our hearts together. I don't know how I feel about that prophecy, but I don't think it's really important anymore. Maybe it already fulfilled its purpose when you turned to Jesus through searching for it, because in essence, you were searching for Truth. The prophecy led you to that, and now together with Sam…and I'm sure there are others…we will follow the leading of the Holy Spirit. And may the Lord Jesus Christ crush the head of the enemy under our feet as we walk in humility, surrender and obedience to Him."

  "Well said, my dear Breeze. Amen."

  CHAPTER 24

  PREPARATION

  "Now may the God of peace who brought up our Lord Jesus from the dead, that great Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, make you complete in every good work to do His will, working in you what is well pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen."

  Hebrews 13:20-21

  Jake felt uneasy as he stepped into the crosswalk on his way to the restaurant across the street from his office a few hours later. Maybe it was because Nicole had told him that Sam would find him and he was a little on edge with not knowing when or how or even who this was; or maybe he had seen too many spy movies and his imagination was getting the best of him.

  He sat down at a booth and a moment later, a man in a black polo shirt walked past him and dropped a note on his table. He waited a moment before looking at it. It said, "The bathroom."

  After ordering his food, Jake went into the bathroom and he was soon joined by the man in the black polo shirt. "You must be…"

  "Harry," he interrupted. I believe your wife used another name, but I go by Harry. When and where can we talk?"

  "I have a meeting with a client in thirty minutes, but we could talk afterwards in my office.

  "Might be bugs there. How about afterwards in my rental car? I'll wait in the parking lot. A white Hyundai Elantra."

  "Ok. It'll be about 7:30."

  "Right."

  Jake walked back out and picked up his food.

  By 7:38, he was sitting in the white car with Sam.

  "I'll make this as short as possible," Sam said. "I hear you saw Nicole today."

  "Yeah, that was a trip!" Jake said. "She told me you were coming. What do you want me to do?"

  "This has got to be hard, but you need to play along with Megan and not allow her to think that you are suspicious. Assume that you are being watched. I'm pretty sure that Megan has implants in her eyes that are like little cameras. So when you're at home, assume that everything you do and say is being seen and heard. Your car is bugged and has a tracking device on it. I didn't remove them because that would alert them that something's up. Assume that your office is also bugged. But try to act normal."

  Jake rubbed ran his hand through his hair nervously. "Right. Normal. I don't understand what all this is about. What's going on and why is this happening to us?"

  Sam explained as best he could, and then said, "I can't give you details but I came because you needed to know the truth and that we are working on this. Remember Jake. Things that seem too big for us are never too big for God. He has been guiding and protecting us all so far, and He will continue. He is the overcomer and He is victorious."

  "Nicole told me to ask you if I can tell Gary and Casie about Megan. Do you know who I'm talking about?"

  "Yes I do." He was silent while he thought it through. "It would give you some support and that would be good. I'm concerned that the more people who know, the greater the danger is for them. And it could compromise the mission if word leaks out."

  He thought for a minute more then turned to look at Jake. "On the other hand, they might be of help. I'm going to let you be the judge of that. You know the situation here better than I do. Just don't say anything over the phone about this. It would be best for you to meet personally in a private place."

  "Ok, that's helpful. Casie already knows that there's something very wrong. Can you give me any kind of time frame as to when this will be over and Nicole can come home?"

  "No. I wish I could but there are just too many things that have to fall into place first. But I hope soon. I believe that God has plans for the both of you. Now before we go, let me pray for you, brother."

  Jake felt strengthened and more at peace after Sam prayed. "Thanks, man," he said as he shook Sam's hand. "I do have one more question for you."

  "Shoot."

  "Did you come on a plane or....."

  Sam laughed. "Yeah, I had to travel the old fashioned way. I don't know. You and Nicole must really be favored by God to be transported the way you were."

  "Yeah, or just desperately needy!"

  As Jake opened the car door Sam said, "I'll be in touch. Take care and God be with you."

  "And with you! Take care of my wife."

  Sam laughed. "Right. I shouldn't have to tell you that that seems easier said than done!"

  And then Jake laughed too. "Yeah, I see what you mean. I guess we'll have to leave her in God's hands."

  "See ya buddy," Sam said as the door closed.

  Jake watched the car drive out the driveway before he headed to his car. He felt as if his connection to Nicole was driving out of his life. For how long? He would have to stop thinking of her if he was going to put on the act of his life and pretend to love the woman in his home.

  "Father, give me grace and wisdom and HELP!" he prayed silently as he turned on the radio and tried not to think about somebody listening.

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  Nicole awoke easily the following morning. She couldn't wait to see Sam and find out how it went with Jake. At 7:45, all three sat at the breakfast table and the atmosphere was very different from the previous day. There was an air of anticipation.

  As soon as Joel had blessed the food, Nicole began asking Sam questions. "How do you think Jake's really doing
? Where did you find him? What did you tell him? Did you come up with a plan? Is he going to tell Casie about Megan?"

  Joel intervened. "Not so fast, Breeze. Let Sam eat and then he will brief us."

  She recognized that some of her impatient attitudes were due to Zera and Love. She had almost forgotten how integration didn't mean just going back to how things were inside her soul. It meant incorporating new feelings and attitudes, and that because those newly integrated parts had been developmentally stuck as children, she felt childlike at times and had to train them as she would her own children.

  "I'm sorry Sam. Of course you should eat first," she apologized. "But can you please hurry up?"

  His scowl answered for him.

  Nicole suddenly had compassion on him. "I truly am sorry Sam. I know you didn't get much sleep, and I am very grateful that you were willing to go to Jake. I'll be patient."

  By the time Jemima brought in the second pot of tea, they were ready to talk. As she headed back to the kitchen, Nicole asked, "Isn't Jemima going to join us?"

  "No. If we were ever compromised and she were to be interrogated, the less she knows the better," Joel answered.

  She called out over her shoulder, "Sides that, ol' Jemima's got enough in her head and her heart to pray on without the complexity of them pesky details." And then she disappeared in the direction of the kitchen.

  Sam cleared his throat and told about his meeting with Jake while Nicole hung on every word.

  When he was finished, Joel said, "I'm sure that Jake has his work cut out for him. But I think that it is better that he knows what he's up against and can be watchful. How do you feel about Gary and Casie knowing, Breeze?"

  "I think it's a good idea. If we are going to be praying for Megan's salvation and deliverance, Casie and the intercessors could be crucial in that part of the process."

  Joel tapped the table like a judge would bang his gavel on his desk. "Now on to the next step. I need for the two of you to go on a very important mission here in D.C."

 

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